[Kyna isn't working, but she's here anyway because she's in desperate need of distraction, and what better distraction than new kid arrival day? She's in the sort of mood where she doesn't want to think, and she especially doesn't want anyone asking how she's doing. In practice, that means she's subconsciously avoiding her friends. It also means that this is perfect—she's done this so many times that the new arrival orientation is practically rote.
The huge, tense looking guy catches her eye first, and she wanders over, drink in hand, shooting him a little smile.]
Hey. It's okay, you're safe here.
[Wait.]
I mean, uh, safer here at the bar than anywhere else, you know?
red wings!
The huge, tense looking guy catches her eye first, and she wanders over, drink in hand, shooting him a little smile.]
Hey. It's okay, you're safe here.
[Wait.]
I mean, uh, safer here at the bar than anywhere else, you know?